"Here I sit, wondering about what just happened. It made me think about myself. I always wondered why I’m such an angry person, made my wonder why my family is so broken. There is nobody to talk to in my house. We are so divided; everyday there has to be petty drama about the smallest things. It usually is just words but today was different. I don’t even know how to describe my feelings in words. I don’t know why I’m even writing this, I just need to let this out. I don’t know who I am, I have nobody to count on, and I wonder why I am so ungrateful and petty towards everyone. I want to change but I just don’t know how, I want my family to change. It hurts seeing my parents fight. Maybe if I wasn’t such a bitter person, maybe my family would talk to me more. My family is so distant from each other; my brother doesn’t even like me. I pretend like I don’t care but I really do, I’m fragile, and today I’m broken. Here I sit, so vulnerable; I don’t even know what to do. I don’t even deserve to have pity; I’m an awful person and a terrible son. My father, who works so hard, asks me to do the simplest tasks and I answer him with attitude. I’m ungrateful and selfish, I really am. Everyday, only thinking about what I have to gain, I never think of anyone else. I don’t even understand why people I call friends constantly stand by my side. What is there to like about me, I’m such a shitty person. I love how I pretend to be the most care free person in public, but really, it is such a façade. I’m not even honest to the people who I supposedly care about. I’m such a shitty person, I guess I kind of deserve all of this then." ~Andrew Lu